Daily Archives: November 24, 2017

Am-nesia

.. This poem wants to be utterly f o r g e t t a b l e, leaving nothing behind but bones and smoke. .. Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 24. 

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{What Stayed Behind}

Please remember me  when the sun goes down when the moon is round remember me. – The Reverend Horton Heat   . Remember her in moon -light, words spilled to sea. In the slight slant of sky that says rain … Continue reading

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Pre-amble

{What Came Before} First things first, I’ma say all the words inside my head… – Imagine Dragons   .. She breathes fire and wonders why the world burns so. In the beginning was the word, and she kerned herself sane, … Continue reading

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Proem

.. This poem is the thing that comes before. The breath. The sigh. The pre -amble under a starstung sky. She’s getting ready. She’s all -ready revved, and realized she’s ridiculously set for all this sun. One day she’ll look … Continue reading

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